Chapter 269 The Beat Hall

Chapter 269 The Beat Hall

"who are you?"

Bian Shan's eyes popped out like a tortoise, his face full of disbelief.

He had just finished giving the order, and without noticing, there was an unfamiliar cultivator in the conference hall.

How can it be?

This hall is very secretive, there are cultivators on the outside, and a double warning array is set up, yet someone broke in without anyone noticing?

This person is naturally Zhou Shu.

Someone recognized Zhou Shu and whispered, "He...he is the cultivator brought back by Bian Yun..."

"It turns out that you ruined my good deeds!"

Bian Shan looked grim, and shouted loudly, "You are looking for your own death, hand over the moon silk grass to me!"

At this time, he didn't care about any secrets, and yelled at Zhou Shu directly, but it was more than that, he was not slow to respond, and while yelling, he used his eyes to let people go out to catch Bianxue Bianyun.

A cultivator understood and quietly moved towards the exit.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound.

The cultivator walking outside turned pale in an instant, his knees softened, and he sat down on the ground.

The ground a few feet in front of him suddenly sank, revealing a large black hole. The stone slab, which was originally as solid as a block of iron, turned into a pile of sand in the blink of an eye and collapsed.

How did you do it, what kind of formula is this? Simply unheard of.

He looked up at Zhou Shu, trembling.

Zhou Shu smiled calmly, slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and swept around the hall, "No one can go out, all stand still."

The cultivator who was pointed at by the long sword felt as if he had been blown by a cold wind, his whole body was icy cold, his heart shook, he was stunned, and he didn't dare to move again.

"This is sword intent... so scary."

Some cultivators murmured in a low voice.

Most of these cultivators are casual cultivators, and they don't have enough qualifications to enter the sect, so they can only live in the family villa. They have rarely practiced formal sword art formulas, so naturally they don't understand sword intent, but it doesn't prevent them from knowing that sword intent is a terrifying thing, and sword cultivators with sword intent are absolutely no match for themselves.

The people on his side were instantly suppressed by Zhou Shu. Bian Shan was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Even he himself was frightened by Zhou Shu's sword power and intent. His hands trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to make random moves.

Looking at Zhou Shu, his aura has dropped by half, "Who are you?"

Zhou Shu looked cold, "It's just a casual cultivator. If you want to ambush me, now is your chance."

Bian Shan was stunned for a moment, "With your skill, you must be a sword cultivator from the Dazong sect. You are very good. Why do you want to meddle in the affairs of our villa?"

"I don't need you to tell me what I want to do."

Zhou Shu's face darkened slightly, and with a circle of the long sword, a cold halo suddenly appeared, and flew towards Bianshan.

This move is not a sword formula, but Zhou Shu's hand, but the sword is sharp and cold, like a halo full of thorns, gradually getting bigger in the air, and the momentum is awe-inspiring.

Bian Shan's face froze, and he suddenly became serious, took a step back, and squatted slightly, his whole body was like a bowstring that had just been fully drawn, stretched straight, and then quickly flicked it out.

Both fists moved forward, emitting a pale golden light, and punched directly towards the sword light circle.

Zhou Shu was slightly surprised that Shan here was actually a physical cultivator, and he seemed to be quite powerful, so he directly used fist light to fight sword light.

Not only was he surprised, but the practitioners beside him were also surprised.

"Ah, the master actually did physical training?"

"I haven't seen it before, it seems that the master has hope to win!"

Snapped! Snapped!

There were two explosions, like firecrackers exploding.

Bian Shan's fist lights hit the circle of light one after another, the sword light dispersed instantly, falling stars were like rain, but the fist light was solidified like a golden cast, without any change.

"Haha, that's all!"

Bianshan fell to the ground with a bang, and the stone slab cracked several big cracks immediately.

He looked at Zhou Shu, and his confidence suddenly increased, "So what about the big sect, the old man's mixed gold fist has produced supernatural powers! Eat me!"

Mixed Gold Fist is a body training method practiced by foundation-building practitioners. It specializes in two-handed fists. It needs to be soaked in gold liquid to temper the body every day. It is painful, but it is also very powerful after being refined, especially the supernatural power mixed with gold. The hammer, which can shoot out fist light, is shaped like a magic weapon, and its power is almost comparable to that of a third-order magic weapon.

This is Bian Shan's strongest method. As soon as he saw an opportunity, he immediately used it.

I saw the fists on the side trembling like convulsions, and the condensed fist glow unexpectedly left the fist, turning into two golden balls with sharp edges, shaped like a clanging sledgehammer.

"go!"

A golden fist light several feet in size suddenly flew out, up and down, shaking back and forth, drawing many afterimages, like a meteor hammer without a string, erratic and unpredictable.

Bian Shan still didn't let go of his fists, kicked his feet vigorously, leaped up, and changed direction in the air, feet first and then head, his whole body was like a sharp sword unsheathed, bringing gusts of wind howling towards Zhou Shu. Plug it in.

"What a mighty move!"

"The master is really amazing, only the master is worthy to be the owner of the villa!"

"Long live my master!"

With great momentum, the expressions of the cultivators below cheered up, predicting that Zhou Shu was unlucky, they cheered in unison and flattered.

Zhou Shudong didn't move, as if frightened.

Staring at the flying fist light, he looked a little solemn, and only slowly raised the heavy golden sword, pointing flatly forward.

Although it was the first time he saw this supernatural power, he was not flustered. Using his powerful divine sense to detect and calculate, he saw through the coming of the fist light in a short period of time. All the fluctuations in spiritual power will be gathered at one point, and the targets of the two fist lights are exactly the same.

You can brake statically.

As for Bian Shan flying over his head, he didn't pay any attention to it.

The body of the same realm collided, and he was not worried at all with the jade body.

On the heavy golden sword, the light of the sword suddenly soared, like a small sun, in which the sword intent was strong, and the results of a year of hard work were all in it.

Bang, bang!

With two sounds in succession, the fist light and the tip of the sword collided directly, head-to-head!

All of a sudden, the golden light shone, the entire hall was enveloped, and nothing else could be seen anymore. The floor, ceiling, and pillars all trembled violently, as if there was an earthquake.

The blow of the two late stage cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm was extremely powerful.

Boom——

There was a loud bang, the hall couldn't bear it, and it collapsed directly.

The huge shock shocked the entire villa, and many people wanted to see what happened. Naturally, Bian Yun and Zhang Han were among them. They heard the sound coming from the hall where Bian Shan was, and ran over quickly.

"Senior brother Shu did it? Didn't you say it will be a few days later?"

"Could it be that they were captured by Bian Shan?"

The two glanced at each other, but did not speak. They looked a little excited and worried.

When they walked to the hall, everyone was shocked.

The original location of the hall has sunk and turned into a big pit. There are broken bricks and tiles, broken beams, cracked stone slabs, and dust flying all over the place.

It's hard to imagine that a few breaths ago, this was the villa's meeting hall, the most glorious place in the villa.

In the smoke, a person floated out slowly and landed in front of them.

It was Zhou Shu, who had already put away his long sword, and his face was still indifferent. He looked at Bian Yun who ran over, "Let's clean it up, I'm sorry to do it earlier."

"ah!?"